The environment I grew up in was a very bad neighborhood. The house we lived in, was in very horrible condition and accidents always happening around our surroundings. With my dad always out, struggling to work for us to always have food on the table and clothes on our bodies and my older brother always out doing things he wasn't supposed to do, we as a family never had time to talk about how our days went or what was on minds. A few years passed,my older sister Rosie, was 9 at the time, got into a car accident and sadly passed away. We as a family went through a tough time. My mother and father then decided that it was best for us to move into a more stable and friendly environment for my older brother, my soon to
be little brother and I.Leave the friends we had made and memories behind and start new. We then moved to the Northeast side of town. We rapidly noticed that the environment was more family friendly and calm. My parents thought it was perfect. A year after moving in, my older brother decided to run away at the age of 16. He went over to his friends house and decided to never come back. Years later we are still living in the house and my little sister Karyme, who is 1 year old, is currently growing up in the house. My older brother decided to come back home because he noticed that life was not easy. He then moved back into the house with his soon to be wife and daughter. Now that we are a big family, we need a new house. My father's plan is to build a dream house with my brother.
Now, my current neighborhood has changed me majorly. I think, that if we were to still live on the west side of San Antonio, i would have been came out as a really bad person. Involved with drugs, violence and a maybe even worse. I am glad all the changes we made affected my brothers, baby sister and I in a safe and healthy way. Now, to find out what will the soon to be new house, will bring us!